I love my work with a frenetic and perverse love as an ascetic loves the hair shirt which scratches his belly.
The better a work is the more it attracts criticism it is like the fleas who...
My work always tried to unite the true with the beautiful but when I had to...
But in my imagination this whole thing developed and I started mixing up old folk songs with the Beatles beat and taking them down to Greenwich Village and playing them for the people there.
